This is my first Harry Potter fic! I'm really impressed by the crazy amount of stories on here! The particular story was requested by my friend. I hope you all enjoy!

Disclaimer: I don't own The Harry Potter series; it is strictly J.K. Rowling's property.

Warning: This is rated M for a reason. Sexual content and themes. Viewer discretion is advised. If you should find the content too sexual, I am not responsible. It was a decision on your part to read this.

It had been going on for awhile now; the disgusting thing between them. Neither of them knew how it happened, it just did.

Maybe it had to do with the argument Draco had with his son that first night. The young, 11 year old boy was angry with his father. The reason? Draco's previous behaviour from back in Hogwarts.

Apparently, young Scorpius Malfoy was having problems making friends at Hogwarts. All of the other students knew about Draco and his father's association with the Death Eaters. The young boy was being bullied and picked on do to this information.

Maybe that was the reason Draco went to the bar that night.

Harry was there for a reason not unlike his rival's.

11 year old Albus was having problems of his own at Hogwarts. Being the son of "The Boy Who Lived" was no easy task. Everyone expected too much of the child and Harry was blamed for it. It wasn't the younger Potter's fault for feeling that way; everyone would react like that under such pressure.

Harry and Draco alike had felt guilty and just happened to go to the same bar that night.

They both thought about this as they came together, collapsing on one another.

"Potter" The blond huffed between breaths.

"Yeah, Malfoy?" The one in question answered.

"We need to stop doing this" The other replied.

"I know we do"

"It's been years. We've been having this affair for 3 bloody years now." Draco said, looking into the beautiful green orbs the other had for eyes.

"Tonight is the anniversary, isn't it?"

"…."

"Draco."

"Hm, Harry?"

"We have wives and children at home"

"Yup"

Both Harry and Draco didn't want to admit it, but this was a good stress release. Even though they both had a wife to do this to at home, they just couldn't bring themselves to end the three year affair.

Draco wrapped an arm around the other man.

"I'm sorry, Potter"

"Me too, Malfoy, me too"

"I can't stop this quite yet"

"Nor can I"

They lay together in peace for another hour, cuddling close, before they know their time is up and they both get dressed. They nod each other a goodbye and head to their respective homes.

But no matter what happened, nothing could compete with the guilt penting up inside them, awaiting their next "visit" to be forgotten for another two hours.

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